How Does 'His Exclusive Care' End In The Story?

“Sign it, traitor.” Those words destroyed Nyra’s life. After saving Alpha Draven and loving him for three years, she was suddenly accused of poisoning his first love. Without proof, without mercy, she was thrown into prison, rejected as his mate, and banished into the dark forest to die. But death did not take her. Instead, something inside her awakened. And a terrifying Lycan King found her. “You are mine.” Now carrying the child of the man who broke her, Nyra was pulled into a dangerous world of power, secrets, and war. The Alpha who rejected her wanted her back. The Lycan King refused to let her go. And the truth behind her bloodline may destroy them all. This time, Nyra would not beg to be chosen. This time, she would make them bleed.

What happens when an Alpha meets a stubborn rogue as his mate? What happens when the rogue turn out to be a Royal? What happens when a Royal meets a possessive Alpha as her mate? Join me in this journey of finding out the odds when two souls destined to be together finally meets when they least expected it. They both live their lives in a polar opposite. One is leading his pack with pride and joy, another living in her past seeking to claim her birth right. Sophia Camille never expected to have the Alpha of Moon River, Sebastian Alexander as her mate. The bond that they have for each other is stronger that they can imagine. The desire, the lust, the attraction was too strong to fight. They are unable to help it. But with the personalities they have the two always clash. How can they be together when there are tons of secrets that Sophia refuses to reveal? When she refuse to trust anyone with her true identity. Get ready to find out all this mystery and secrets that needs to be revealed and most of all let's enjoy the clash between the two before they finally admit that they belong exclusively to each other...

At first, I thought it was just a regular body check-up. But when I wake up on the cold examination chair, the feeling of the binds on my limbs snuffs out the last trace of my hope. I growl at him threateningly. Still, I can't stop him from sliding his hand along my inner thigh all the way up. That's when I feel the cool latex being inserted into my body. I can only sob softly from the invasion. But the feelings of excitement, embarrassment, and humiliation keep surging into me. Once the check-up is over, I vow to never see him again. But what I don't expect is to see him haunting my dreams like a phantom…

My father lies on a hospital bed, barely breathing as he asks to see my husband once more. However, my husband's phone is turned off that day. I hurry to his company to look for him, but his secretary stops me and tells me there's a company policy that says they don't allow me and dogs to enter. I kneel before the building and beg for help, but someone records me and twists the truth. Later, I watch the video and see Eugene Fort carrying his true love, who's cut her finger, into the car. My father ultimately dies without seeing Eugene. I stay up all night to handle the wake and funeral. The following day, I finally receive a call from Eugene. He sounds impatient as he says, "Come to the hospital. Ivy needs help."

Noah is the perfect student by day; timid, obedient, and invisible at Valemont Academy. By night, he is the star of Black Halo, performing for the city’s exclusive elites. Every move is a temptation and every bill hooked to his strap is a survival strategy. Professor Elliott built his reputation on control, discipline, and intellect. A very handsome man with many admirers but none has been able to rouse a desire in him, none but Noah. It all started the night he saw Noah in the club for the first time. The man who commands his environment finds himself unsteady. Desire, obsession, and secrecy collide in a dangerous game neither of them expected. Elliott offers a deal of protection and tuition covered in exchange for exclusivity. Noah is desperate and Elliott is unyielding. In a dangerous game of power, obsession and survival, both must decide how much they are willing to give and how far they will go for what they truly want.

My name is Haley Dixon. Ever since I was young, I knew I was different from other women. Other women have only one passage, but I have two—and both are extremely narrow. I'd heard that my mother was originally pregnant with twins, but a genetic mutation during the pregnancy caused my twin sister to die in the womb. I absorbed the part of her body that became my second passage, along with all of her estrogen. That was why I had a stronger desire than other women. As a teenager, I could use my little toys for up to four hours and still want more. For a while, I was almost proud of myself. I thought a rare treasure like me would be cherished and fiercely loved by any boyfriend. But after five consecutive boyfriends—every single one of them—bolted at the final moment, terrified by what they saw in my pants, calling me a monster and worrying I'd suck them in, I finally realized: maybe this wasn't being "different." Maybe this was a disease. But going to the hospital didn't help. Instead, they told me that my long-term use of foreign objects had led to an addiction disorder. I cried. Why did a monstrous woman like me have to suffer from this? Still, I didn't have time to wallow in misery, because the addiction tormented me day and night, stealing my peace and my sleep. So I went online and bought the largest set of toys I could find. Within just half a month, I'd broken them all—and my mild addiction had become severe. The toys were useless. It seemed I needed a man. But I no longer dreamed of finding a boyfriend. As long as someone could give me relief, any man would do. I signed up for a hookup app and chose the username: Double-Hole Slut.